Are you ready for another bad poem?

Perhaps he shouldn’t have agreed, he should have stopped with this weeks ago when he met Kun for the first time in what felt like ages.

There’s only one possible explanation: Kun is a vampire.

Xiaojun is determined to prove it.

He can hear a low grumble coming from the ground. It creeps up his legs, like tendrils holding him in place. It’s no longer just fear, fear has never paralyzed him.